Well, jeez, we're talking NASCAR here! Of course watching the race is far more important than treating a stroke! (Yeah, and if her beer hand was disabled, so she used her other hand for the beer, how could she eat her pork rinds???)

"Good job, we couldn't have done anything for you anyway...too good for tPA, afterall...Here are the orders for your outpatient dopplers/echos and the wacky labs for clotting disorders that are never positive...Now quit smoking and eating so many damn hamburgers!" There, no need for the hospital afterall.

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